HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MISTER!!!

I know that it has been way too long since I have posted, I blame it on this pregnancy.  I have been so tired, that when I am not working or playing with Owen, I am sleeping.  As a result, blogging has taken the back seat in my life for the past month and a half.  I promise, I am going to get better.  I have a ton to update. 

So what brought me out of my Blogging Hiatus?  It had to be something Monumental...Right?    

Well yes, it is.  TODAY is mine and Tom's THIRD ANNIVERSARY!!!  I honestly cannot believe that we have been married for 3 years.  It some times feels like we just met yesterday, and then there are times that it feels like we have been married forever, and hat we have always been in each others lives.

So, I just wanted to tell Tom, and the rest of the world how grateful I am that he is my hubby, and that I love him a whole LOT.

Big Gulp Anyone?

We all know how much Tom loves to experiment with all these crazy diets and cleanses. So far he has done the following: the lemonade diet, the ape diet, the all meat diet, the P90X diet, the carb-hour diet, and the cabbage diet. He has seen decent results with most of them, but I am worried this the Big Gulp Diet is not working for him.

***Ha, ha, ha.  Just kidding.  This is not Tom, and he really hasn't done ALL of those diets, just most of them.***

One Exciting Birthday!

Well, it is official.  As of today, I am now the big TWO-FIVE, a quarter of a century, $.25; however you wanna say it, I am now 25 years old!

I don't know what it is about my birthday, but for some reason it always ends up being a big DRAG.  Now, I am not trying to whine or get sympathy, I am just saying that for some reason, I always have expectation for my birthday to be something, and it never is, so them I end up sitting our moping all day.  So it is definitely my fault that I usually end up having a Gloomy Eeyore Birthday (except for my 13th birthday, when my period started for the first time).

But today I am determined to have a HAPPY BIRTHDAY.  Tom has to work at the clinic until 7:00, and I have been feeling sick all day.  But I am still determined that today is a GREAT Birthday! Why? Well, let me tell you.......

We are going to be adding a BIRTHDAY to our Family!!!!  Yep, that is right, We are having another BABY!!!!  That is the birthday that I am excited for!  I am due on the 27th of December.  Yeah, I know, awesome planning...a Christmas Baby.  So needless to say, we are NOT going to be moving right after Tom graduates in December.  Nope, we are going to stay put for awhile.

Being FAT is funny!

My sister and her family were here last week.  It was a blast to have them visit.  I love hanging out with her and her hubby.  It seem like when Charis and Craig, and Tom and I all get together, there is always something to laugh about.  Last week was no different, only it seemed like the funniest things revolved around the few extra pounds that most of us accumulate as we get older. 

The first funny story took place at the play 

ground at Washington Park.  It is a really cool play ground, with all sorts of slides and bridges, and it is wheel chair accessible. Anyway, one of the slides is an incredibly tight spiral slide.  It is so tight, that I think anyone much older then ten would get stuck on it.  My 20-month-old niece really wanted to go down this slide, but she was too scared to go down alone, so my sister decided to go down with her, and about halfway down she gets stuck.  Once she got off the slide, some snotty kid commented on how long he had to wait to go down the slide.  Without missing a beat Chairs turns to him and simply says, "I am sorry, but that that is what happens when FAT people go down slides."  The kid was shocked, and I swear Craig and I wear about to wet our pants, we were laughing so hard.  

Now you have got to understand, my sister is a far cry from being fat, in fact she has been loosing weight.  But holy cow, what she said was so stinking funny.

The next funny story happened later that night while we

were out to dinner.  We went to this fun little burger join in Sandy Oregon, called Calamity Jane's.  The burgers are really good, and the patties range in size from 1/3 lbs to 1 lbs.  Well, the waitress took each order, with out specifying what size patty, then she gets to Tom and she offers either  1/2 lbs, or 2/3 lbs, or 3/4 lbs (notice she did not offer the smallest size).  As the waitress was walking away, Tom says to us, "Should I be offended.... Hey FATTY, want bigger PATTY?"  Holy cow, I don't think any of us could stop laughing the entire dinner.

So now you know my funny fat stories.  It was great having my sister here.  I loved seeing her and cute kids, and Craig too.  Owen loved having his cousins around.  And we got to go see some more the the Great Northwest, that we probably would not have seen otherwise.  SO thanks for coming guys!!!

Already a Prankster

I try to work out 6 days a week.  Three days a week I do something at home like palates, or Turbo Jam; the other Three days I go out running.  There is a nature/jogging trail that is just up the street from us, so that is where I usually go.  The trail has been super muddy lately, so when I get home, I kick off my shoes, and leave them by them front door.  

The other I was getting Owen and myself ready for our run, I had him in the jogger, and I went to pull on my shoes.  When I slipped my foot in the shoe, something did not feel quite right.  I pulled off my shoe, and a handful of RAISINS fell out of my shoe.  Baffled, I look over at Owen, and he was looking very proud, with the biggest smirk on his face, almost as if to say, "HA HA, I got you Mom!!!"  And then I remembered that he had had raisins for a snack the day before.  I guess he did not eat them all, like I had thought.  I am going to have to start watching this boy more carefully.

This one is for my Mom!

There are two thinks my mom can not get enough of in this world: 1) Her Grandchildren, and 2) Alpacas. So I think that she will really like these pictures.

We went for a Sunday drive today, and happened upon an Alpaca Farm.  So, of course we had to stop to take pictures for Grandma.  I hope you liked them Mom.

Garden Catstrophy

We finally got around to transporting 

our plant starts into our garden.  The starts were all looking really good while they were in the starter container, then we moved them....  Have you ever attempted to garden with a ONE-year-old?  Well, they lets just say that they like to help, A LOT; and that they are SUPER CURIOUS; to the point that the plants don't survive.

Owen was so fascinated by these green stringy thing that I was putting in the dirt, that he just had to get a better look at them.  I soon as I would plant them, he would pull them up, and start pulling their leaves off.  And the few that I managed to keep him from uprooting when they were first planted, he has since plucked.  Ohhh Goodness.  What will I do with this boy?

Here is what my starts looked like before we planted them:

This is what the garden's looked like right after we planted.  You have to look close, but you can actually see sprouts in the boxes.

A few short days later, here is what the gardens look like after Owen got to them:

 

So what started out as my great dream to have a garden this year, has been temporarily been delayed.  I think that I am just going to have to try and plant seed directly in the dirt, and see if they grow.  Maybe the Boy wont pull them up if they gradually appear.

At least my tomato and herbs have survived so far: